That’s right. I’m an April Fool’s baby. And as my mom would say ‘an Army brat’ also! My mom was visiting my dad in the army in Washington when she had me. And since it was April Fools day after all, no one believed her when she called and said she finally had me! And they especially didn’t believe that she had a girl!
And this weekend marked my 23rd birthday. I can hardly believe it. I remember being 17 and just hoping, waiting, and wishing to be 21, you know the age where you’re actually considered an adult! And now I’m 23 and I feel the same, I want to be even older! Isn’t that strange??
I think it’s because everyone I work with is older than me, and they make growing up seem like fun. I never knew I wanted to have a family until I met Denise and David, Becky and Adam, Sara and Nick… They have all inspired me to believe growing up is great as long as you have wonderful people to share it with.
And I certainly have the best people to share the future with. This year was my favorite birthday to date. My best friend Megan made it the perfect weekend for me, from having a cookout at her house, doing arts and crafts to decorate (SHE IS NOT CRAFTY LET ME TELL YOU), and getting me….EIGHT PAIRS OF SHOES. Yes, she’s amazing. And not just yesterday, but all the time. I’ve said it a million times the past few days, but I am the luckiest.